So Mummy rang going darling do not laugh because I know it sounds too hilair for literally words and do not be remotely alarmed but I thought I would mention that Willie had to go to the House to pick up his envelope, God knows why they can't just send someone round with it, and people are apparently going well of course Johnson is a bit of a Gawd-help-us but any port in a storm and I just thought you ought to know?

Well on the outside I just went whatevs & que sera sera like Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany's, God that film is to die for, plus tbh Mr & Mrs Boris are welcome to the kitchens because they are both looking a bit tired, I mean the kitchens, which Mummy totally understood? But deep down I was like, oh please? And I would not normally bother Dave at homework time especially not with a poem to do, but I was like babes, listen, I may not know much about politics but if Gaga will actually dye her hair to stop looking like Boris I think that is a good enough reason to stop him running the country?

Plus not that I am blaming anyone but the luxury goods sector has been in better shape & have you seen his SUITS *tries not to cry*.

Dave was like, wait up, this is actually one tough assignment, what rhymes with furry bear? I'm like, seriously, you should do something, how tragic would it be to be replaced by Boris and he was like relax, at school his nickname was the Berserker, look who knew AA Milne was basically a genius? I'm like excuse me, earth to Dave, Boris and FASHION, anyone? As in, he makes Mitt Romney look like Anna Wintour & if he takes over you can say goodbye to London Fashion Week & basically everything we stand for? So Dave said he would call Oik and I am writing Elwen's poem & how weird is this, literally nothing rhymes with bear? So I have put: "Being a furry bear/Could be a hard look to pull together/As in Uggs are fine when it's cold/But in hot weather not so much" *putsonTSEliotface*